Thanks. It's pretty messed up and I've been fucked up all day, but I guess I knew this was going to happen at some point.

Here, let's all listen to Tool sing a song about L. Ron Hubbard. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtJ2f8_lfn4

He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him. We'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him. We're gonna miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity,
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him. We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger,
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him. We'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him. We're gonna miss him.

No way to recall,
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

But it was so loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing.
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cause I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way,
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.
You claimed all this time that you would die for me,
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fucking cross.
We need the fucking space
To nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified.
For your sins and your lies.
Goodbye.